A New Direction

I've been friends with Montell all my life. We and our families have very little in common. My family are of Italian descent, lapsed Catholics. Hers came to the UK from Barbados, as part of the Windrush immigration. I'm small, with long dark hair, brown eyes and olive skin and have a fiery temper. She is as laid back, as anyone I have ever met. Tall, dark skinned and with a good figure. Our friendship started early. We lived in the same street, the only children our age. It seemed natural for us to play together. Our lives from that point on, ran in parallel. The same infant, junior and secondary schools, often in the same classes. Neither of us, unlike a lot of our classmates, went to university. We opted to stay close to home and start work.

We kept our friendship going, by meeting up for the occasional lunch break and more often for a night out, on Friday or Saturday. Montell had a lot more luck with blokes than I did. She attracted a lot of attention. Having a great body helps but the tipping point was here attitude. I think mine was what caused me trouble. It doesn't take much for me to fly off the handle. She's used to that and just laughs it off. Even she would go through dry spells. I think more often than not, after a night out we would stumble home slightly drunk. To one or other of our parent's houses, whichever was closest to our last watering hole. This meant sharing a bed, both of which were too small for two. Sometimes we would just fall asleep. On others we would make out.

I think on these latter occasions, I got the best of things. Her boobs had started developing before mine and were a lot bigger and firmer. Just a brush of her dark brown nipples, was enough to erect them. Not only that, they were very sensitive. On rare occasions, she would orgasm by me sucking them. Her body is toned and her bum is well rounded. I was in awe of her pussy. She had been shaving it for quite a while. Her slit looked amazingly neat. I loved the contrast of her pink hue of her vagina, against her dark skin.

By contrast, I don't have as much to offer. My boobs are relatively small and sagged slightly from the start and my nipples are small. I think due to my Mediterranean heritage, I'm quite hairy. Legs, arms, bushy eyebrows and especially my pussy, need regular attention. I tried shaving my pussy for a while but it always looked like a bloke's five o'clock shadow. I just try and keep it within the sides of my knickers. Montell didn't seem to mind, even though I have dark hairs in the crease of my butt. She liked what the hair hid. Dangling labia, which she would pull and rub.

On most of these drunken nights, we would masturbate each other to orgasm. Trying to keep quiet, to avoid disturbing our parents. If one or other of us was particularly randy, we would indulge in cunnilingus. These orgasms were incredible. If we had been for a quiet night out or were just having a sleepover, the finale was usually watching each other masturbate. I need a lot of clitoral stimulation to cum. She would spend a lot of time working on he nipples, the stroking of her clit, more prevalent as she neared orgasm.

All of this was just a substitute for what we really wanted, which was men. Although my parents were no longer active in the Catholic faith, their attitudes were guided by it. No chance of bringing a bloke back to my bed. Montell's parents were regular church goers, so the same issue for her. By the time we reached our twenties, we had saved enough money, to be confident that we could rent a flat or small house. We didn't want to be far from either of our workplaces or family.

The hunt began. Some of the places were really rough and rundown. Eventually, we found a small two bedroomed house, which was nice enough. It was also cheap enough for us to continue saving. The aim to get on the housing ladder, eventually. The house is modern, clean and tidy, low maintenance. It is in a small estate of other similar houses. These are really starter homes, so most of the other residents are like us, young renters or young couples who have bought their first home. For us, the downside was the size of the bedrooms. Neither were big but one, was smaller than the other. We tossed a coin and I lost. Even so, the room was big enough. I didn't have much stuff to move in. On the positive side, it gave us a lot more freedom and privacy, than we had at home.

We held a small house warming party. The young couple from the adjoining house. A couple of Montell's friends, from section she supervised in a department store and some from the office I worked in. A bit cramped but it went well. No damage and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves.

I thought that having our own place, was going to improve my dating prospects massively. I wasn't exactly on the money with that. I got back from visiting mum and dad for the evening. Montell was coming out of the bathroom, naked. She looked as hot as ever. She put her finger to her lips, for me to be quiet. She crooked her finger, for me to follow her to her room. Laying on her bed, tied to the four corners, with a scarf across his eyes, was a really fit looking guy. They say that not all black men have big cocks. That's probably true. It didn't apply to this one. He was big, circumcised and erect. Not just that, his belly and chest were covered in cum. What had she been doing to him?

The answer became clear as she knelt on the bed beside him. She started stroking his cock. As soon as he started to move or make a noise, she backed off. Over and over again she got him close.

"Now, please, now." He yelled.

She stopped again. She climbed over his groin, gripped hard, tight around his shaft, with her index finger and thumb. He groaned. She sank down gradually on to his dick and began to ride him. She bent forward slightly, her hands on the bed either side of his shoulders. I had a clear view of her labia around his dick. Her anus also on show to me. She ground her clit against his pubic hair.

"Cum now you big fuckerrrrrr."

Her orgasm set him off. He bucked up hard from the bed a couple of times. She motioned me to leave. I pulled the door to, on the way out, without fully closing it, not wanting to make any noise.

I got up in the morning. Her door was closed. We hadn't had anyone stay over, so I assumed that he had left. Bursting for a pee, I dashed to the toilet. I'd just sat down, when the door pushed open and I was confronted by the guy from last night. Holding his cock, he was wriggling like mad. Looking for options, he let out a massive flow into the wash basin, just as I did into the toilet. Montell appeared in the doorway.

"Gabriella, this is Errol."

"Sorry for bursting in like that but I really needed to go. Let me clean this up."

Well mannered I supposed. He rinsed out the basin with hot water. He bent down and picked up the bathroom cleaner, giving it a squirt round, before another rinse. All this time I'd been sat on the toilet, naked. I wiped, flushed and stood up. He was washing his hands.

"Well, this is feels rather awkward. Is it alright if I have a shower?" He said.

"No problem, just let me wash my hands."

As I left, Montell went inside and shut the door. They left the house not long afterwards. I went for a shower and headed to work. That evening Montell shared the details of her night. Errol liked to be tied up. So, she had agreed. She had masturbated him to a couple of orgasms over about an hour. That explained all of the cum on him, when I arrived. She had just finished fucking him and gone to the toilet, when I came upstairs. The orgasm I saw was their final one of the night.

Errol was a regular visitor, over the coming weeks and months. He and Montell seemed well suited. Talking to him, outside of an embarrassing naked situation, was fine. He is an advertising executive. Well educated and very polite. The three of us didn't see much point in being modest, as we had each got a good eyeful in the bathroom. He'd sometimes head to the bathroom in the morning, with an erection. I'd stare at him and he would look at my hairy pussy, both of us grinning but that is as far as things went. I don't think I would have wanted to take on his cock, in any case. Montell loved it.

Things for me didn't seem to be improving much. I would occasionally bring back a guy. One had started to go down on me but pulled away, presumably put off by my pussy lips or the hair. So, he fingered me before a less than impressive fuck. The next went down on me and got me off a couple of times but then shot his load, before he got inside me.

Things then took an unexpected turn. Out for Friday night drinks, with Montell and Errol. I had started to feel like a third wheel, although they didn't seem to be bothered about it. A really cute blonde girl, in a short dress approached me and asked if she could sit down. I waved my hand and she sat in the booth next to me. She introduced herself as Melissa. Absolutely beautiful, even Errol looked keen on her. Long blonde hair, blue eyes, an upturned button nose and a small mouth, accentuated by pink lipstick. As you will have picked up on, I'm no stranger to sex with women. Although, my only experience has been with Montell. We talked and drank during the evening. Melissa said she worked in one of the really expensive clothes shops, in the high street. I've looked in the window. There are no prices on the dresses. Well out of my price range. She invited me back to her place. Before we got up to leave, she said she wanted there to be no misunderstanding. I looked a little confused.

"It's fine, I'm used to going with a woman."

She shook her head, taking my hand, she placed it on her groin. I would never have guessed. I think Errol would have got a shock. 'She' looked more feminine than either myself or Montell.

"Are you still OK with this?"

"Yes but I'm unsure about what to do."

She bent over and kissed me. I said goodnight to Montell and Errol and we went to wait for a taxi. Melissa paid the driver and we walked up the path to her front door. Even knowing what was between Melissa's legs, I will continue to use female gendered language. Her job clearly paid well. The house is larger than ours. She was buying and not renting, she told me. She sat me down and got me a drink. The same as I had been drinking in the bar.

"Are you sure you are alright with this? You were expecting something else."

"I'm not put off. Just not sure what to do. Why did you pick me? I'm not up to your standards in the looks department."

"I sensed something about you. It's not about looks, it's the personality. Like mine. I've always been feminine. It caused a lot of problems when I was younger. I'm confident in who I am now. Most people, I guess you included, don't see anything other than a young woman."

We finished our drinks and she took me upstairs. Her bedroom was twice the size, even of Montell's. Beautifully decorated. It wouldn't have looked out of place in a magazine. She had no sense of embarrassment undressing, carefully hanging her dress in the wardrobe. Bra, knickers and hold up stockings into a laundry hamper. Without shoes, she wasn't much taller than me. Breasts hand sized but not silicone. Hormones? Whatever, the reason, they were more perky than mine. A narrow waist and a nice bum, which definitely didn't look male. The only giveaway, slightly larger than average dick. Like Montell, not a hair in sight. Not just pubic but anywhere else on her body.

I felt more than a little nervous, as I've mentioned, my body isn't the best. Melissa watched as I placed my clothes on the Ottoman at the foot of the bed.

"Sorry if you are disappointed."

"Don't do yourself down. You look great."

She walked over and took me in her arms, or lips met. Her hands slid down my back and slowly caressed my buttocks. Not entirely sure what to do, I wrapped my arms around her back. She shuffled me to the bed and we lay down. I was on my back, Melissa on top of me. We continued to kiss. Her hands stroked my sides, edging down, my nipples were treated to some gentle sucking and nibbling. This amount would have given Montell an orgasm. As it was I was getting wet.

Lips worked their way down my stomach, across my belly button. My inner thighs felt her kisses. No sense of pulling back, a tongue ran down between my labia. I felt them being parted and a tongue was inside me. It ran up and across my clit. I shuddered. I was incredibly turned on. A finger was brushing my clit gently. A pause. My legs forced upwards, a tongue contacted my anus. I made to put my legs down but they were held up. Nobody had done this to me, not even Montell. I am self-conscious about the amount of hair. Melissa didn't seem to be bothered. A finger returned to brushing my clit as the tongue probed my arsehole. The sensation was incredible. My orgasm was building. The tip of the tongue pushed inside me.

"Aaaaaah! Aaaaaah! Aaaaaah!

To this point, all of my most intense orgasms had been with Montell. This blew all of those out of the water. I couldn't stop shaking, tears trickled down my cheeks. Melissa moved up my body and hugged me. Several minutes passed before she spoke.

"Not done that before, I'm guessing?"

I shook my head.

"I presume you've never done anal then"

"No, I don't think my hairy hole has ever attracted anyone, until now."

"Want to see what it does to me?"

"Sure."

She reached into the top drawer beside the bed. A strange shaped bumpy black sex toy. Prostate massager at a guess. She handed me the toy and some lubricant. Giving me direction, I slowly inserted the toy into the completely hairless and cute looking butthole. I pushed the button on the base of the toy and it began vibrating. About half was inside, I eased it fully home, up to the T bar. Melissa smiled. The shaved or maybe waxed cock was hard and the scrotum tight. I reached my hand up and started to wank the shaft. She began to show signs of cumming. Her back curled her legs raised up. Her buttocks contracted. A jet of cum erupted, the first spurt landing in her open mouth. The remainder landing on her chest. Her legs dropped and she continued to squirm on the bed for a minute or more before she turned off the toy.

I just sat and looked. Melissa's eyes were closed. I'd never seen anything go into anyone's arse. Although I had been tempted to touch Montell's, I wasn't sure what she would do. I moved up the bed, taking her cheeks in my two hands and kissed her. A slight taste of cum. Not something I was really used to. I hadn't let any man cum in my mouth. What was the etiquette here? When I was with Montell, we both knew what we needed. I was now in bed with someone who had a cock but who hadn't tried to fuck me.

I moved my hand down between us. She stirred, eyes still closed, cock beginning to harden again. If I wasn't going to get fucked, another orgasm from oral would be great. I lowered my pussy onto Melissa's face. I stroked the cock below me. I felt her tongue worming its way into my pussy. I bent forward and took her knob into my mouth. I could taste the remnants of the previous orgasm. My clit was being flicked by her tongue. My anus was being rubbed. I reached down and turned Melissa's vibrator back on. The immediate reaction, a finger pushed into my anus, nails digging into my right buttock and several gobs of cum hitting the back of my throat. I coughed and let some of it trickle out. The finger was circling in my anus as she licked my clit. With the cock still in my mouth, I came for the second time that evening.

"Turn it off! Turn it off."

I pushed the button.

"Sorry."

She laughed.

"It's fine. I presumed you didn't want any more cum in your mouth."

The finger withdrew from my arse. I lifted my knee and positioned myself beside her. I looked down and she was smiling. I leant over and kissed her. I lay on my back beside her.

"That was great. I wasn't expecting you to do anything else."

"Interesting for me. I really didn't know what to expect. That's the first time anyone has cum in my mouth. Not to mention having something in my bum."

"Really?"

"Mm."

"I thought I was gay for quite a long time. I've been fucked by and sucked quite a few men. All of them were into giving it, rather than taking it. I suppose you could call me fluid now. I've gone down on a couple of women, well three with you. One let me fuck her arse but neither of them wanted me in their pussy. They were both lesbians, wanting to try something new."

"Where does that leave us?"

"Wherever you want it to lead. This was fun. Would you be happy going on dates with me, or was this just a bit of fun?"

"It was unexpected. I think you're really cute. I suppose people would think we are lesbian?"

"Probably, is that a problem?"

"Not for me. My housemate will be curious. My parents will probably freak out, whatever you present as. What do your mum and dad think?"

"They knew as I was growing up, that I was going to be pretty effeminate. They don't mind."

"Come to my place tomorrow to meet Montell, properly. Shouting hello across a noisy bar doesn't really count. She's my best friend as well as my housemate. A bit of forewarning, the two of us have had sex but she is with Errol now, the guy you saw tonight."

I stayed the night but had to leave early in the morning. Melissa dropped me off in the car, before going to set up the shop. I found out, that she was the manager. Did the other staff know who she really was? Not the typical person, to run a high end women's fashion store. She now knew where I lived and agreed to return later in the evening.

I got home at six. The first time I'd seen Montell, since I left the bar.

"How was the girl?"

"Her name is Melissa. She'll be here in about an hour. Not what I was expecting. Not a girl."

"You're kidding. Errol thought she was cute."

"She is. So is her cock. If Errol is interested, she likes being fucked in the arse. She stuck her tongue and a finger in mine. It was amazing."

"Good job he's away."

Melissa arrived on the dot at 7. Her car was parked outside. She came in carrying a holdall and a couple of other bags. She was dressed in a really smart and expensive looking suit.

"I hope you haven't eaten yet?"

"Not yet, we've been talking."

"About me I presume."

She handed over a large bag of Chinese takeaway and a bottle of chilled white wine. Montell got plates and cutlery and I found some glasses. I asked if she was planning to stay the night, looking at her bag, to which she shrugged. Montell was curious on a more basic level, about Melissa's lifestyle and relationships.

"I'm not even sure myself. I've been living as you see me now, for quite a while. Most people accept me as a woman. I found that men are a lot more interested in themselves and their pleasure. At least the ones I met. Gabriella is only the third woman I've been with. I find their company much more interesting. I'm a lot more comfortable around them. The sex has been, as I suppose it is for Gabriella, a bit of a learning curve."

"I can understand that. We spent a lot of time getting each other off, until Errol turned up. I felt a bit bad for Gabbi because she didn't have the luck I did."

"Yes, she told me. Not the detail but that you had been together. I suppose that makes us all bi or at least curious."

We finished eating and sat down to talk more. Errol was away dealing with a campaign for a client. He would be back in a couple of days.

"Can I use your bathroom? I could do with getting out of this suit." Melissa asked.

I took her upstairs, showed her the bathroom, my room and got her a towel, before going back down to join Montell.

"What do you think?"

"You'd never know. He, she is really cute. What are you going to do? I don't suppose this was what you had in mind, as a great relationship."

"I don't know. See where it leads. I didn't get fucked but the sex was still great, like it is with you. She's interesting. I want to learn more. I bet you're curious too."

"Who wouldn't be."

Melissa came back downstairs, hair wrapped in a towel and wearing a nightdress. Her boobs definitely looked better than mine would, in the same get up. She sat next to me on the sofa and Montell topped up her glass.

"Looks like Gabbi is going to get lucky."

I scowled at her. Melissa leant over and kissed my cheek. We finished our drinks and locked up. We went upstairs. I could hear Montell padding about in her room. I got undressed and got into bed. Melissa undid the towel round her hair and gave it a rub. Then pulling off her nightdress, she got in beside me. She smelled lovely, some expensive products, at a guess. I moved closer and we began to kiss. Was it a change of location, or feeling more comfortable with each other but I felt more relaxed. I decided that I wanted to return the favour for the fantastic oral I had received before.

I slid down her body paying attention to her nipples. Moving beyond the now erect cock, I started to kiss her inner thighs, so soft and smooth. The balls looked interesting and different. I didn't have much to compare with but this scrotum was smooth and hairless, unlike Errol and my two boyfriends. I began to lick and suck at the crinkled skin, which seemed to have contracted. Pushing her legs up, as she had done to me, I ran my tongue across her anus. She let out a sigh. Taking this as a sign to continue, I ran my tongue in circles. The sphincter relaxed, opened and I pushed my tongue inside. Definitely an easier entry than into my virgin hole. I reached up with my left hand. The knob of her cock was slick with fluid.

I replaced my tongue with my index and middle fingers, rubbing in and out slowly. I pulled the cock shaft back towards me, taking the knob into my mouth. I'd discussed this with Montell and had a better idea of what to do. Although, the thought of her doing this with Errol, was hard to comprehend. Running my tongue across the underside of the knob, as I held the skin tight back, near the balls with one hand. The other still finger fucking her arse. A series of quiet almost mewing sounds,

"uw, uw, uw, uw."

Her hips thrust upwards. Prepared this time, for what would happen, I sucked. Her cock pushed deeper into my mouth and released its load into my throat. I gulped this time. My fingers felt the repeated, crushing pulses of her anus. Her hips were still raised. I pulled my fingers out and she relaxed back to the mattress. Her legs fell flat on the bed. Lifting my left knee, I sat on top of her. My pussy shuffled to to rest on the now limp cock. I looked down at her. Breathing heavily, her eyes closed, mouth wide open. I lay forward on top of her, our breasts touching. I kissed her open mouth, before resting my head beside hers.

A couple of minutes passed. She made an attempt to roll me onto my back. However, being so slight, she had little more strength than me. Her intent was to get me off.

"No, no need. I'm fine."

I really was. I didn't feel the need or urge. I was happy to have provided Melissa with some pleasure. Also pleased with myself for what I had done. Still, I couldn't imagine doing that with Errol. Something Montell would no doubt divulge if asked. As we lay there, through the thin internal wall, a loud growling sound.

"That's Montell getting off, having heard you cum."

She nibbled my earlobe and whispered good night. I rolled onto my back. As I did, she cuddled up to me and we both fell asleep. Sunday morning, no need to get up. I woke late. The best nights sleep I have had, since we moved to this house. I was alone. I pulled on a long T shirt, which I use as a nightshirt. Melissa was coming out of the toilet, her nightdress on.

"Does Montell always walk about naked?"

"Actually, we all do, even Errol when he's here. A bit of a shock when you first see him."

"She has an incredible body. I can see why you'd want to be in bed with her."

"Where is she?"

"Downstairs I think."

From the smell wafting up the stairs, she was. A large cafetière of coffee was brewing and bacon was frying in the pan. I got out some mugs and plates, while she cut bread. Bacon sandwiches and coffee, a great way to start the day. We finished eating and Montell put on another pot of coffee. Relaxed Sundays are great.

"Have a good night?" Montell asked.

"Incredible. Yours didn't sound too bad either." Melissa answered.

This was the first time I had really paid attention to the real Melissa. No makeup and in daylight. She didn't need the makeup. A few freckles around her nose. Even in this early morning state, when most of us look a mess, she still looked beautiful.

"Do the people you work with, know much about you?" I asked.

"Of course. Like when I first met you, I don't like there to be misunderstandings. I told them all on day one. When I first started there, I wouldn't use the staff changing room, when any of them were there. The toilet is unisex. I pee sitting down. Most guys don't aim too well. Now, they see me as one of them. I have no designs on them and they feel safe around me."

"I don't know about aim."

I told her about Errol and the wash basin incident. She thought that was hilarious.

"Gabriella told me about the three of you, not bothering with clothes upstairs. Is Errol going to be alright with me here?"

"He thought you were beautiful, when he first saw you. I don't know what he will think. We've only been going out a short while. We are still getting to know each other. He's normally relaxed, like me. So, it should be fine. He'll be back from his work trip on Tuesday."

We didn't do much for the whole day. We didn't even bother getting dressed, sitting about in our nightclothes. We snacked for lunch and continued talking. After dinner in the evening, we sat in the lounge drinking and watching TV. We all headed up to bed at about nine. Work in the morning.

I was expecting a quiet night. Melissa had other ideas. At least for the first part of the night. I had satisfied her last night, she wanted me to enjoy myself. Not that I hadn't so far. Like every new relationship, the temptation is to try everything. Melissa wanted to try something, which would in turn satisfy me. She went down on me, as she had before. She stroked my anus with a finger rather than penetrating me. I was beginning to to pant as I neared an orgasm. Stopping the movements of her tongue I looked down. She had her cock in her hand. I felt it rubbing between my labia. I spread my legs wide. The knob pushed inside. Small movements inside me. I went to rub my clit but Melissa's hand was there, hovering above it. She gently slid the pads of her fingers across the hard nub. All the while using small stokes inside me. It felt amazing. Lasting longer it felt incredible, compared to my previous lovers.

"I'm gonna, I'm gonna. Haaaaaah."

A few more thrusts and Melissa came too. Gritted teeth and her usual closed eyed. The bed had been rocking. Next door, Montell in sync with us, let out a loud groan. It felt odd, being the trigger for Montell's orgasms, without being with her. Melissa fell forward on top of me. Her breath puffed hard into my ear. I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her. I was still trying to rationalise this, as I expect Melissa was. The best sex of my life, was with someone I thought was a woman. For her, that was the first time she'd had vaginal intercourse with anyone. No longer erect, she rolled to her right and on to her back. We lay side by side looking at the ceiling. In the next room, Montell was missing Errol, not done,

"Ah, ah, ah, ah."

We both sniggered. I think both of us were considering what was happening. We didn't speak. I just ran my hand down her arm and stroked her hand.

My alarm woke us with a jump. The two of us showered quickly, finishing just before Montell arrived. We rushed to get out of the house and to work. Melissa wanted to spend a couple of days at home. I think the break would be good for both of us, to gather our thoughts. I had only known her for such a short time but I missed her terribly, now that she wasn't there. I spent Monday evening talking to Montell.

"Looking for ward to Errol getting back?"

"You bet."

"I'm starting to understand what that is like. She only went this morning. Can I ask you something, you might not want to answer."

"We've know each other that long, I don't suppose there is much we wouldn't share."

I took a deep breath.

"We had sex, quite a lot, mostly after drinking. We masturbated together. One thing we never did was anything anal. This is going to sound bad. Your anus looked so cute, when you let me watch you and Errol. Ever put anything in yours?"

"It's OK. I'd never even thought about it. Until you mentioned doing stuff with Melissa. I thought that may be what you were doing last night. So, I gave mine a stroke. It felt strange but added something."

"Actually we weren't, she fucked me. It was amazing but I want to try it in my bum. Melissa's orgasm looked amazing."

"Some of that is because of the prostate. You've seen Errol, would you want something that size in your arse?"

"Reading between the lines, I think Melissa has taken big guys."

The discussion gave us both food for thought. Melissa's couple of days turned into most of the week. I wondered if I had been dumped. I didn't want to call or text, as it had been her choice to give it a couple of days. In the meantime, I was bombarded with the sounds of vigorous sex, coming from Montell and Errol. It went on for hours. Both of them having multiple loud orgasms. Like she had, I wondered if any of this involved her cute brown arsehole.

On Thursday Melissa rang me. Asking me out for a drink on Friday night, at the bar where we had first met. I was more than ready for that. No surprise, Montell and Errol were staying home. I made an effort with my preparation, particular attention to my makeup and dress. Montell shouted as I was going out,

"Get lucky."

When I arrived at the bar, Melissa was in the same booth we had been in before. She wasn't alone. A woman with a strange asymmetric hairstyle was sat next to her. Was this an invitation to a threesome, or was I really getting dumped, in a fairly brutal way. Only a week had passed and yet this was my thought process. I approached, fearing the worst. Melissa stood up and kissed me. It felt a bit strange, somewhere so public. I sat down beside her.

"Why the frown. Gabriella, this is Dominique. I suppose you could say that she's my best friend. We work together."

"Hello."

"Not what I was expecting. Mel said, come and meet my new friend. I was expecting a hunky bloke with a massive dick. Sorry, I shouldn't jump to conclusions. Do you have a big cock?"

I coughed before starting to laugh. It sounded weird coming from someone with a really posh accent.

"No. Just big pussy lips and a hairy arsehole."

"You will have to forgive her. She loves digging into my sex life."

Dominique smiled and went to get me a drink. Stood up, she looked a bit scruffy but it was deliberate, the clothes were expensive. While she was gone, Melissa had seen me looking.

"Her family are aristocrats. She will inherit a title at some point. She went to the same schools as the royal family. Her plummy voice gives it away but she's really down to earth. She likes to hear about me getting fucked by men but she's a good source on how to satisfy women."

Dominique returned with a drink for me and another one each for them.

"Mel told me about you and Montell. We haven't done that. We just talk. Maybe we have got the best friends thing wrong, Mel."

The three of us were all so different but as the evening went on, we definitely hit it off. Dominique was fun. A lot more carefree than Melissa and me. She didn't need alcohol to remove her inhibitions, she didn't seem to have any. Melissa started to chuckle, knowing what was coming. A series of questions, about my pussy lips, my clit, pubic hair, nipples. Did I prefer Montell's pussy or Melissa's cock? Had Melissa fucked me in the bum? And more.

"I got the same when we met but she made me show my penis, to prove I wasn't a girl."

"Just making sure I have the whole picture." Dominique said.

"You know more about my bits than my gynaecologist. She doesn't ask me about doing anal. What's your story?"

"A bit like yours, plenty of lesbian action with friends. Girls taste nice but I like to fuck too. No offence Mel but spunk doesn't taste good. Although, you can't beat a cock fucking you hard in the pussy or arse. In case you are interested, which you probably aren't, my pussy is as bare as Mel's cock."

This was pretty out there, even in terms of what I had experienced recently. Here was a future baroness, who I had just met, talking about things it took me and Montell years to get round to. At the end of the evening, we got a taxi back to Melissa's. She poured us a nightcap and we sat in the lounge. I wondered what Dominique would do.

"Are you staying too?" I asked.

"I leave some work clothes here. My place is miles out of town. Mel lets me sleep here, if we have been out and have to work the day after. We need to be at work for 8.30, in the morning."

I looked at Melissa.

"It's fine. Stay here tomorrow, if you want to. I'll be back about five. Just make yourself at home. We can find you some clothes to wear."

We finished our drinks and went upstairs. In Melissa's room, Dominique started going through the drawers, pulling out sexy underwear and inappropriate clothes. Melissa, a bit more sensible, found me a pair of briefs which looked as if they would fit, a pair of trousers and a top. They let me, as the guest, shower first. I kept the door closed. When I had finished I wrapped a towel around me and opened the door. Dominique was waiting for her turn. Nothing that I didn't expect, nothing on, legs not exactly together in a demure stance. Nice boobs, like Montell's only a little smaller. As she had said a completely bare pussy. Not as neat as Montell's but her labia not as large as mine. I thought she might try and pull my towel away but she just went into the bathroom and stood in the shower, without pulling the bathroom door closed.

Melissa was sat on her bed, waiting for her turn.

"She has no shame but a nice body." She said.

"She was right about being bald. No sign of stubble or razor burn. As smooth as the rest of her skin."

"We have a friend with a salon. It is a lot better than shaving, although it is a bit uncomfortable to start with. If you want to, I'll take you. I'm not bothered about your hair. Most guys have way more than you."

She went off for a shower, Dominique, stood in the doorway, wrapped in her towel.

"Are you serious about Mel?"

"Yes but I'm still trying to come to terms with what that means."

"Good. She has been through some tough times. It can't be easy looking as beautiful as that but being a guy. Fine if you want to be fucked by a gay guy or being seen out with a lesbian but neither seem to fit for a relationship."

"You don't mince your words, do you."

"I want her to be happy. I think you do too. It doesn't sound, from what Mel has told me, that you have been too lucky in the love stakes."

I stood up and opened my towel.

"This doesn't help."

"Don't put yourself down. Some of the girls I've been with, would kill to look like you. You look great to me. More important is what you look like to Mel. If you ever need anyone else to go down on that fantastic pussy, I'm your girl."

With that, she put her right foot on the bed, her towel fell over her thigh. She took hold of her pussy lip and pulled it out. It was actually quite long. With that she put her foot down, kissed my cheek before telling me to look after Mel.

Melissa was stood in the doorway. How much had she heard? Dominique walked over kissed Mel's lips. She wished us goodnight and went to what was presumably her regular room. Melissa closed the door.

"OK if we just cuddle tonight? I have an early start." She said.

I was fine with that. After the thoughts of what might have happened, at the beginning of the night. Some personal contact was great.

"She's different." I said.

"That's one way of describing her. It's not like you and Montell. I've only known her for about five years. I like her blunt manner. You always know where you stand with her. No airs and graces, despite who she is."

"No kidding, she just pulled her pussy open, to someone she just met."

"I was watching long enough. Both of us think your body is great. I know it's easy to say but you shouldn't worry about it."

I kissed her and cuddled up to her side. I fell asleep, possibly due to the amount of alcohol as much as anything else. I was vaguely aware of some rustling and footsteps in the morning. I woke to find a mug of tea on the bedside cabinet. I drank it, got up and put on Melissa's clothes. Not an exact fit but better than wearing what I had on last night.

What was I going to do for the day? I went downstairs. The kitchen yielded some cereal and milk, for breakfast. A hunt of some jars, coffee. One wall of the lounge had a large, modular storage unit. I found a DAB radio and tuned in to something to listen to. There were loads of books on fashion and design. To be expected I suppose. Given the circumstances, there were also some very wordy scientific books and studies about trans women. I sat down with a couple which looked easier to understand. Melissa had done a lot of research before committing. I wondered what hormone treatment she had opted for. From what I read and saw from her, it looked like a balance between maintaining the feminine traits and sexual function. Reading more, it was possible that if she looking like this to start with, the breast tissue may stay to some extent, after hormone treatment ceased.

I was still reading when I heard a key in the door. I turned to see a woman come in. Older than me but hard to tell by how much.

"Hello. Who are you?" She asked.

"I'm Gabriella, a friend of Melissa's. She's not here. I thought that was her, coming in. She'll be back soon."

"I'm Geraldine but everyone calls me Jerry. Melissa's clothes?"

"We were out last night with Dominique. I only had my party dress, so she leant me some things."

"Oh. Her. An interesting girl."

"You could say that. Are you another of Melissa's friends?"

"No. I'm her mother."

"Oh. Sorry. You two don't look much alike. You refer to 'her' is that alright with you?"

"That's what she wants. All parents want their children to be happy. You aren't what I was expecting."

I must have looked confused.

"You don't lend someone your clothes and leave them alone in your house all day, unless there is more to it than friendship. I must admit this is unexpected. Trying to work her out?" She said, looking at the books.

"A little. I'm not sure I understand any of it. The books or anything else."

Melissa arrived home, before we could get any further acquainted.

"Hi mum. I wasn't expecting you."

"Clearly." Looking at me.

"If I'm in for a lecture, I'm going to need a drink. It has been a tough day at work. Gabriella, can you make tea for mum, one sugar?"

I went to the kitchen making two mugs, one for myself. I handed over the one with sugar. Melissa had something clear with bubbles, either gin or vodka and tonic.

"Do you want me to leave, while you talk?"

"Don't be silly. That's just madam being a drama queen. We talk about everything, sex with gay men, hormones top and bottom surgery. Sex with a woman is something I didn't foresee."

I sat on an armchair, Melissa on the other, Jerry on the sofa.

"Where did you meet?"

"At the bar I usually go to with Dominique. She wasn't there. Gabriella was sat with a couple of friends. She looked a bit left out and sad, so I went to talk to her. This is still new, for both of us."

"Early days then. I just dropped by to have a chat and keep you company but you've got that."

She made to leave.

"No need to go on my account." I said.

"That's very sweet. I'm sure you two have a lot to talk about. I'll come again but I'll call ahead, next time."

With that, she was gone.

"I like your mum. I can't imagine my mum being like that, finding you at my house. I'm going to need a few drinks before I take you home with me."

"At least you are thinking about that. Let's get some dinner."

She picked up the books and put them back on the shelf.

"In case you are wondering. I looked pretty much like this, before all of this started. The hormones made my boobs bigger. I stopped taking them a year ago. They have got smaller but I think they will stay like this. No surgery."

After dinner we sat in the lounge with a drink.

"I'll need to go home to, I can't stay in your clothes."

"Tomorrow. I'll drive you over. Is that OK?"

"Fine. If I'm staying, can we move things on tonight? I want to try taking you in my bum. Your tongue and finger felt great. I want to do more."

"If you're sure. It can be painful. It hurt, the first time I did it. Neither of us really knew what to do. If we start and you want to stop, just say. Don't force it because you want to do it."

"I talked to Montell about it. I think she is even considering it but Errol is big."

I gave her my hand signs demonstrating what I had seen, when he was hard.

"Wow. Dominique would love that."

With that, we went upstairs, to get ready for bed. I still had Melissa's clothes on, including her briefs. Time for a shower. Now clean, I jumped onto the bed, landing on my hands and knees, pointing my bum at Melissa.

"Too obvious. Another time. I want to see your face." She said.

She took a bottle of lubricant from the bedside cabinet and placed a pillow half way down the bed. Melissa got me to sit on the pillow and lean back and spread my legs. She knelt between them bent forward and kissed me.

"OK?"

I winked at her. She slid down my body and began to nibble on my labia. She parted them with her fingers, leaving me open to her view. The thought of doing this to Dominique flashed into my brain. It left me as Melissa's tongue hit my perineum, before sliding up my slit. I felt her tongue flicking in and out of my hole. I felt my pussy lips being stretched wide. A sudden jolt as he tongue flicked my clit. Her lips made contact and began sucking on the hard little nub. Her hands left my pussy. I think my lips remained splayed wide.

A slight farting noise as some lubricant squirted from the bottle. Slick fingers, cold against my hairy bumhole. A finger circulating around the little ridges of my anus. Her lips still sucking my clit. She eased off, feeling an impending orgasm. Her tongue inserted into my vagina as a finger probed my anus. I had begun to love this. Whether it was the physical sensation or the thought that it was naughty and I shouldn't be doing it, I don't know. More pressure, opening wider. Another finger? Edging further in and pulling out. If she had still been working my clit, I would have erupted. Stretched. A third finger? My mouth open, eyes wide.

Suddenly, I'm empty. My anus feeling strange. More squirting sounds. A finger traces its way up my slit and brushes my clit. I groan, followed by a gasp as my anus feels something. I crane my neck, chin to my chest. A knob is being aimed at my hairy bum. I lay my head back. A slight stretch and the knob is inside me. Not that I have much to compare it to but totally different to having something in my pussy. I don't have much time to think. I feel more pressure as Melissa pushes forward. Her fingers rubbing my clit, in time with the thrusts in my arse. If it is more intense for her being penetrated, with a prostate, I'd be doing this all the time. Melissa was thrusting harder, faster and deeper. My body was tingling. She was breathing hard, breath rasping. One final deep thrust.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuuuuuck!"

I tried to straighten my legs. Melissa grabbed them, holding them high, pulling them to her shoulders. Legs shaking, I felt the spasms of Melissa's orgasm.

"Uh! Uh! Ahhh."

She let my legs drop. Both of us gasping for breath. I squeezed my bum cheeks. Melissa groaned and the first cock I'd had, left my arse. Her finger touched my clit.

"Shit. No, no."

Too intense, too tender. I reached down and held her hand away. She moved from between my legs and lay beside me, kissing my cheek, neck and earlobe.

"Well, was it what you expected?"

"Better. I was expecting it to hurt. It was a bit strange but the orgasm was really intense. I can normally cum a few times. That was enough."

"I've been fucked like that a lot. This was only the second time I've done it to someone else. I can see why the guys liked it."

I put a hand down and felt my anus. Loose and slimy with lube and cum.

"There is a downside. I think I came a lot. Having it oozing or dripping out isn't the best feeling."

"I don't care."

We lay there for a while, before Melissa needed to pee. When she came back I went and sat on the toilet. She was right, that was quite a lot. My bum still felt a little odd. I returned to the bedroom the used pillow was on the floor, the bed tidied and Melissa tucked under the duvet. I climbed in beside her. We drifted off to sleep quickly. The afterglow of our first anal session together.

In the morning I put on another pair of her knickers, the trousers and top she had lent me. I collected my things together and put them in one of Melissa's tote bags. She drove me home. I said I would wash her clothes and return them in a couple of days. I invited her in but she decided to return home. Inside Montell was sat in the the lounge reading a magazine.

"Good few days?"

"Amazing."

I told her about meeting Dominique and Jerry. I left the description of last night, until the end of my news.

"Where's Errol?"

"Doing what you are. Going home for a break and change of clothes. I think both of us needed a break.

"You don't need to tell me. I heard a lot of it."

"After what we talked about, I discussed anal with Errol. He's been interested in trying it but none of the other women he has been with, wanted to risk it."

"Understandable."

"We bought some lubricant and started experimenting. He licked my bum. Like you said, not bad at all. I even did it to him, he liked it. So far we have only put fingers in each other but we are going to take it further."

"I'd love to see him do you in the bum."

"I don't even know if it's possible, let alone letting you watch. How serious are you about Melissa."

"I like her a lot. Even her mum is cool. If it gets serious, where does that leave the two of us? What about Errol?"

"Like you. Things are going well. He's sweet and very caring. He has a good job. Could be husband material. Too early to tell yet."

I went upstairs and took a shower. It was nice to get back into some of my own clothes, even if they were just comfortable things, to sit around the house. I put Melissa's clothes in the washer with some of mine and Montell's and made us some tea.

"Has Errol been here all week?"

"Yes. He left just before you got here. He needs some clothes for work."

"I think I might start leaving some clothes at Melissa's. Is Errol doing the same here."

"I think he will over time. His place is bigger than this. He has asked me to move in with him. It's a bit early for that. Besides, until you are settled, I don't want to do it."

We agreed to carry on as we were, at least for the time being. I met up with Melissa in town on Wednesday, after work. She introduced me to Ellie at a beauty salon a few doors from the shop she works in.

"Hi Mel. A bit early for your next treatment."

"Ellie, this is my girlfriend, Gabriella. She wants to reap the benefit of your skills."

This was the first time, either of us had used the term for each other. I was still thinking about this when Ellie took me into her treatment room. Melissa was turning to talk to the receptionist. I had decided to tidy up my hairy crotch. However, there was no way I was going down the same route as Montell, Melissa or Dominique. Being hairy was part of who I was. Starting with the least embarrassing bit first, my legs. Ouch. Not exactly the best feeling, getting your hair ripped out with wax and strips of material. I'm glad I had decided not to go all in. She took my bikini line in further than I did when I trimmed and shaved it. Not too flattering, having the bits around my vulva and between my bum cheeks looked at. A thin line of hair left beside each of my pussy lips. The hairs around my rear, tidied up but not removed.

I think I may have been walking a little strangely as I walked back to the reception with Ellie. We made another appointment for six weeks time. I went to pay. The receptionist said it had been done.

"My treat." Melissa said.

"I'm not sure I would describe it as a treat."

I thanked Ellie and we went for a drink, a couple of doors along, to calm myself down. Sat at a table was Dominique and another woman.

"This is where we come for a drink after work." Melissa told me.

"How are the lips and hairy bits." Dominique quipped.

I wondered if Melissa had told her where we were going.

"Thinned out a bit."

"Sorry, this is Sian. She works with us." Melissa said.

"Hello."

"You've met Dominique before, then. She's obsessed with genitals. All shapes sizes and genders. You get used to it after a while."

Dominique went to get us a drink. When she returned, she looked at me.

"How are things?"

"Good and getting better. Is there a reason Melissa's mum would call you an 'interesting girl'? She said it in a sort of negative tone."

"Still not in the good books then. Mel's family had a party. I made a play for her. Kissed her and grabbed her bum. How was I supposed to know it was Mel's mum."

"It's OK. She just thought it was funny. Melissa said.

We finished our drinks and left the two of them in the bar. We kissed, said goodbye and headed for our respective homes. Having arranged to meet up at the weekend. It was time to introduce her to Errol, who I presumed would be there. He and Montell were eating dinner when I got in.

"There's still some on the stove, if you want it." Errol said.

He had cooked curry and rice. So I helped myself to a plate full and joined them at the table. I told them that I wanted to bring Melissa back on Saturday evening. Montell was happy with that. I felt that Errol wasn't quite sure, what to think. I parked that thought. I told them about the salon, Dominique and Sian. When dinner was finished. I did the clearing away, then went for a shower. A look in the mirror showed some red skin. When I'd dried off, I put on some lotion and went to bed to read.

Reading wasn't on the minds of either Montell or Errol. When they had finished washing. There were the normal sounds of their bed moving around. Lots of build up but unusually, no orgasm for either of them. She usually got him off several times, tormenting him. Even she would usually cum a couple of times before the final one. I heard them talking. Errol first,

"Are you sure."

"Yes, go on, do it."

There was a pause of a minute or so before, Montell exclaimed,

"Holy mother. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit."

"Sorry. Are you OK?"

There was a long pause before he repeated,

"Are you OK?"

"Yes, go on."

The rhythmic sound of their bed moving was clear, through the wall. This was accompanied by Montell

"Deeper, deep, clit! NAAAAAAAAH! Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh."

Followed by Errol,

"Jesus Christ."

I couldn't wait to get Montell's version of that. In the morning, Errol's car had gone. Montell was just getting up as I finished in the bathroom.

"Sorry if we kept you awake."

"No problem. You know I don't mind. That was loud, even for you."

"You probably guessed what was going on."

"He stretched your arsehole."

"That's an understatement. I had to get him to take a look this morning, to make sure it was OK."

"A one off are will you do it again? I'm up for loads more but I don't have Errol to deal with."

"I want to make sure things are back to normal, down there but yes, I'll do it again. I came hard, really hard. Errol loved it."

Melissa arrived on Saturday evening, soon after the shop had closed. She was dressed in a smart suit and carrying a weekend bag. She took off her jacket and sat in one of the armchairs. Errol kicked things off.

"Sorry if I stared at you in the bar, when we first saw you. It was unexpected, seeing Gabriella with a pretty woman."

"It's fine. You know better now. Not exactly what you expected. I suppose that was the same for all of you."

I left the three of them talking and went to get the food ready for dinner. Only fair, as I had made the invitation. Montell laid the table and I dished up. Errol and Melissa had found a common interest in design and were deep in conversation. Any signs of potential discomfort seemed to have gone. Melissa helped me clear away and wash up. She was impressed with Errol, his manner, knowledge and conversation. We went to join them. Montell had already opened a bottle of wine. She and Errol had taken a few sips. She poured two more glasses. Melissa undid the button on her skirt waistband.

"Sorry, this isn't the most comfortable but the customers expect a certain look."

"You've been here before. You know we don't mind." Montell said.

Another round of drinks and some more conversation followed. Melissa wanted to clean up. It was past nine. We decided to stay upstairs. I don't think Montell and Errol were far behind us. Melissa was headed to the toilet. When she came back, she had a strange expression on her face.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just bumped in to Errol. Literally. He was just coming out of the bathroom as I went in."

I just smiled and help up the duvet for her to get in. I told her about Wednesday night.

"No!"

"All the way in."

From the sounds coming through the wall, this wasn't another anal session. Far too vigorous. On our side, we masturbated each other as we listened in. Neither of us feeling the need to compete with Montell and Errol.

During the day on Sunday, things were pretty quiet. Just after lunch, Melissa took a call on her mobile.

"That was mum. She wants to visit this evening. I'll head off in a while. Are you staying here, or do you want to come?"

"I'll come. Just let me change."

We arrived back at Melissa's at about 5. We spent a bit of time tidying up and vacuuming. I suppose most people do this, to make a good impression. Jerry arrived at 6.30 and Melissa made tea.

"Anything special, or just a social visit?" She asked.

"Just wanted to see how you were getting on. Nice to see you have your own clothes on today, Gabriella."

"It's certainly more comfortable wearing my own underwear."

"You two appear to be getting serious. Would that be a good assessment?"

We looked at each other. Melissa, got there before me.

"Yes. I'd say so. Something feels different, this time."

"That's probably the lack of cock."

"Mother! You know that's not what I meant."

"You know I'm joking. What do your parents think?"

"I haven't told them yet. I'm not sure how to. I'm not sure they would understand."

"I'd suggest sooner, rather than later. The longer you leave it, the more difficult it will become."

We chatted on for an hour or so before she left.

"What do you think? Would you be alright meeting my mum and dad?"

"Like mum said, we may as well do it."

"OK. Like you, mum first. That is likely to be easier than dad or both of them together. I'll give them a ring and see what I can arrange. Are you free all week?"

Wednesday evening was set. Dad would be out watching football. I just told mum that I would be coming to visit. I didn't mention Melissa or anything else. Melissa picked me up and we arrived just after 7. Mum answered the door and was a little surprised to see two of us. We went inside to the lounge.

"Mum, this is Melissa."

"Hello. A new girlfriend?"

"New?"

"We heard you having sex with Montell often enough. You weren't too quiet when you were drunk. We assumed that when you moved in together, that was you settling down. You didn't say anything about it. So we were left to guess."

"I'm sorry about all of that. I'm just friends with Montell. That hasn't changed. We share the rent and bills. We were just relieving stress."

"Oh. Friends with benefits. I've heard about that."

"Well, sort of. Anyway, Montell has a steady boyfriend. I'm not sure how to explain this. Melissa is my girlfriend but she isn't a girl. That probably doesn't help, does it."

I could see her trying to work out the logic. Melissa did her best to clarify.

"Biologically, I'm a man. I know I don't look like one. I've always looked more like a girl. I feel more comfortable like this. Does that help?"

"Chicks with dicks."

"Mum!"

"That's right isn't it?"

"A bit blunt. I've heard worse, but that about describes me."

"Sorry. Gabriella thinks we're past it and sealed off from the rest of the world. Sex doesn't stop, just because your kids think you are old. We're not totally naive. We have the internet."

"So you don't mind?" I asked.

"Why should I? You can do what you want to. I will admit, that it wasn't what I was expecting. Certainly not today. Maybe not in the future. It creates a few interesting mental images. A least we knew what you were doing with Montell."

"I'm not sure I want to discuss that with you, mum."

"You can't stop me being curious."

"What is dad going to think?"

"He'll be fine. Like I said. We thought you were a lesbian, so on first sight, he won't know any different. He'll assume that you are having cunnilingus rather than giving a blowjob."

"You're as bad as Melissa's friend Dominique. Why were you never like this when I was at home?"

"You never mentioned sex, so neither did we. You seemed to be doing alright without us, listening to Montell. She's loud. Where are my manners. Tea or coffee?"

"You don't get off that lightly."

"Coffee for me." Melissa said, trying to defuse things.

When mum had gone to the kitchen.

"Just chill out. You're getting stressed and a bit loud. I know you have a temper. Its been under control since we met. You're mum is nice. No different to mine really. Down to earth. She's just looking out for you."

"Sorry. I found it hard coming here with you, in the first place. I've never been here with anyone other than Montell. Getting this sort of reception was unexpected."

Mum returned with the drinks.

"Gabriella. I'm sorry. Too rude and prying too much. Especially with a guest in the house."

"It's OK mum. Understandable in the circumstances. If I'm right, we are all going to have to get used to how things are now. Are you going to tell dad?"

"If you want me to."

"It will be easier than going through this again."

I needed company, so I went home with Melissa. She thought that the meeting with mum had gone well. That it was only natural for her, to be curious about us. In all likelihood everyone we met would be the same. I was more than a little embarrassed, that mum and dad had heard me so often, with Montell. It hadn't crossed my mind, that my outwardly staid parents, would be listening. The problem with having too much to drink, I suppose.

"You're embarrassed about that. You don't have anything to worry about. Mum actually caught me twice. Once when a guy was fucking me. The second time cumming in my own mouth, like you saw. I was mortified. All she said afterwards was, he was nice and that was interesting. No shock, no anger. It didn't make it any easier though."

"I thought it was a lot more than interesting."

If Melissa felt like having sex, she didn't say so. I think she had picked up on my discomfort. We showered and went to bed. She lay hugging me. She still had her arm around me when I woke up. With clothes now at her place, I had no need to go home before work. She dropped me off before going to open the shop.

I went back home alone that evening, after work. I ate with Montell and Errol and went for a shower and an early night. I was reading and was just about to turn off the light when there was a tap on the door. I got out of bed and cracked the door open. Montell was stood there, naked as ever.

"You seem a bit down. Are you alright?"

"Just a bit freaked out by what my mum said. I'll be OK. I just need a bit of time."

"Let me cheer you up."

She grasped my hand and led me out into the hallway. Her door was open and as I'd seen him before, Errol was tied to the four corners of the bed, a black covering across his eyes. This time, he wasn't covered in his own cum. Although, the the circumcised knob of his cock looked shiny and it seemed to be oozing fluid. Montell let go of my hand, as we got to the doorway. She Strode to the bed and crouched over him, facing his feet and looking at me. Reaching down, she took hold of his shaft, now upright, it looked incredible. With this view, he looked at least ten inches long. It had been hard to tell, last time I saw them like this. Montell rubbed his slick knob up and down her neat looking pussy. In the light coming from the hall behind me, her shaved pubic region was glistening. A glimpse of the pink of her vagina, just as she lowered herself down. She shot me a smile and Errol groaned. With half his shaft inside her, she paused.

Her next action was to rub and pinch her nipples. I knew what this would do. Her eyes narrowed and she sucked in a couple of sharp breaths. I could see juices trickling down the exposed part of Errol's shaft. She began to ride him slowly. Perhaps too far. With about eight inches inside her, she winced slightly. Raising slightly, she increased her pace. I think most guys would have cum by now, with such an awesome body on top of them. She slowed. Putting her hand under the duvet, she pulled out a small bottle of lubricant. She looked straight at me, poking the tip of her tongue out and running it around her lips. My hand was between my legs. I couldn't help it.

Montell squeezed out some lube onto her hand. Three or four squirts from the nozzle. Rising up, Errol's cock sprang free and lay on his stomach. It was covered in her juices. Her hand disappeared behind her. She took hold of Errol's member. Her hand slipped slightly. The tip of the huge cock was now against her cute brown winkled hole. With her leaning back slightly, I could just see the tip opening her up.

"Fuck! Hooooo."

I'm not surprised. The biggest thing I'd had in my bum was Melissa. This was way bigger. The knob passed inside. Her pussy seemed to open as he went in. How many times had they done this? Bit by bit, she sank lower and lower.

I gasped.

"OK?" Errol asked.

"I'm fine." Montell replied. Covering for me.

My god. She'd taken the whole thing. Very slight movements. With one hand behind her for support, the other went to her clit. I've seen, touched, licked and sucked this plenty of times. Now it looked bigger. Flushed with more blood. I think Errol was struggling to hold off his orgasm. His hips were rising and falling slightly, when previously he had let Montell control things. She was almost there. She sunk down fully.

"Cum for me. Cum right up my dirty arsehole."

Errol bucked three or four times, grunting as he did with each thrust. I couldn't hold back. My legs shook. My top teeth digging into my bottom lip to minimise any sound, as a massive orgasm swept across my body. This was nothing to what Montell was experiencing. He pussy lips, spread wide, displaying her pink insides were throbbing incredibly. Her clit looked absolutely huge.

"Holy fuck! Oh, oh, oh my god."

With the last syllable her knees snapped together. She slid backwards, her back resting on Errol's chest. With the change of position and his softening cock, his semi erect shaft popped out. Did I look like this. Her anus was wide open. I could see into her rectum. Loads of cum lay inside and began to trickle out. Montell squeezed the muscles controlling her sphincter. I took my leave. I pulled the door too, quietly, without fully closing it.

That was incredible. Back in my bed, I couldn't help it, I needed more. I was so wet. Head down, arse up, I fingered my pussy before using my juices to push a finger into my anus. The other hand was on my clit. A replay of what I had just seen, playing in my brain. It didn't take long, for me to shout into the mattress.

"Fuuuuuuuck!"

I really needed that. I definitely felt a lot better. I think Montell and Errol had finished for the night. It sounded like they were in the bathroom. I lay thinking for a while, about the conversations I'd had with Melissa and mum. It was true, I'd never really thought of my parents as sexual beings. I suppose some know about theirs and others don't or don't want to. I think I had been in the latter camp. My mind was starting to change. I'm not sure I would ever be able to talk to my dad about sex. Mum had burst the dam. Could I, or would I be prepared to talk to her. Melissa and her mum certainly had more of that sort of relationship.

I'd been talking to Melissa about the next stage of our relationship. The result being, a meeting at our house on Friday evening. Melissa, Montell, Errol and me, trying to work out a way ahead. I was spending a reasonable amount of time at Melissa's and Montell was splitting her time between our place and Errol's. Both relationships seemed to be going well and on a firm footing. We decided to let our rented house go and give notice. Montell would move in with Errol. I would loose my personal porn shows but I'm sure Montell would keep me updated. Melissa was really happy, that I had agreed to move in with her. For all intents and purposed, that was the end of my share with Montell, even though we had to give notice of one month. Melissa helped me move all of my stuff to her house.

On the first Saturday, in what was now my new home, I was sat flicking through the channels on the TV. There was nothing interesting on. Melissa was at work. My thoughts were turning to lunch, when the door opened and Jerry walked in.

"Hello. I came to invite you two to lunch tomorrow."

"You could have done that over the phone. You knew Melissa would be at work, so you came to see me. Would that be correct?"

"You got me there."

"What can I do for you?"

"I wanted to talk, just the two of us. I want to get to know you and see how the two of you are getting on. I don't always get the full story, even though we have a good relationship, at least I think we do. I wanted to get your view on things."

"Things are going pretty well. You know that I've moved in. I'm still getting used to the fact that, I'm in a long term relationship. I shared a house with my friend Montell but this is different."

"You won't get this from Melissa. When he was Stephen, he had relationships with a few men. Most were just short term but one was fairly serious. It didn't end well. There hasn't been anything serious since then and it was a while ago. I think it has just been sex, since then. You are the first serious relationship in at least two or three years."

"I heard something along those lines from Dominique. She was concerned and didn't want Melissa to get hurt. Is it right that Dominique groped you?"

"Yes. Like I said before an interesting girl. Flattering in some ways. If she was a little older, I would probably have gone for it."

"Really?"

"You seem shocked. She looks great, even with that weird hairstyle."

"You're married."

"Yes and from what I've heard, you've had sex with men and women. What's the difference."

I sat and thought about it for a while. The answer I came up with was, nothing apart from the marriage aspect.

"Enough about Dominique, it didn't happen. What about you?"

"Not much to tell really. I had sex with Montell, because neither of us really had the opportunity, to take young men home. Although, I'm starting to think that I probably could have. I had a couple of boyfriends, who were rubbish in bed. Then nothing until Melissa picked me up. I was surprised that someone that cute would come and talk to me. Like you and Dominique, flattered. It took me a while to work out the physical side of things."

"Understandable, knowing what she likes and your lack of the appropriate appendage."

"Is this really something we should be talking about?"

"I presume that you have seen or experienced what she likes. She's no doubt told you, that I stumbled on him and then her. It's hard to unsee your child getting anal with a big cock or ejaculating into their own mouth with a butt plug in. I don't want mismatched biology to mess things up. Another big break up wouldn't go down well"

"We're managing."

"Just in case. I come bearing gifts."

She reached into the shoulder bag, she had placed by the side of the armchair. She pulled out two plainly wrapped packages. I had some idea of what they could be. I wasn't wrong. I opened the first. Expensive looking. A mix between a pair of briefs and a harness. A flesh coloured dildo sticking out of the front, a good size. Inside, as smaller flesh coloured rubbery vibrator. The contents of the second package looked like something from a science fiction film. Black silicone, a penis shaped part at one end, a black bulb in the middle and a series of black balls or beads at the other end. In the bottom a vibrator.

"Thank you. I think."

"I wasn't sure about the black one. I guessed with Melissa's interest, you would probably....."

"You should have gone with Dominique. She has the same attitude to boundaries as you. She flashed her pussy at me. Please don't do that."

She laughed.

"That wasn't something which had crossed my mind."

"Can we change the subject. I was about to have lunch, before you got here. Do you want to stay?"

She agreed and I went to the kitchen to get us some French bread and a variety of cheeses. Afterwards, I made tea, her choice and we returned to the lounge.

"Are all parents like this with their children's relationships?"

I gave her an outline of what had passed when I took Melissa to meet my mum.

"No. Not all. I don't think many. It depends on how they themselves were brought up and what experiences they've had. Some parents would be horrified by what Stephen, now Melissa does or has done. It sounds as if your mum and dad are as accepting as we are. Most parents just want the kids to be happy and successful. If that means being different, so what."

She finished her tea and left, saying that she would see us both at twelve on Sunday. I still hadn't met Bob, Melissa's dad. I think I needed to find out more before we went to visit. Melissa arrived back at about six and I told her about Jerry's visit. The talk about our sex life. I showed her the toys.

"Probably a bit strange for you. It was mum who bought me the prostate vibrator. It was after my break up."

"My mum just told me to buy condoms."

She chuckled.

"If we are going to Sunday lunch, can you tell me a bit about your dad. I've had enough shocks and surprises recently."

"You'll be fine. He's not as pushy as mum. He won't pry into your life, other than work, family and things like that. Besides, I expect mum will have told him everything about you, already. I suppose the next thing will be for me to meet your dad."

"I have no clue about how that will play out. You know what happened with mum. That came out of the blue. One thing at a time. Let's get tomorrow out of the way first. We'll go and see mum and dad during the week."

After dinner, we sat with a glass of wine. Melissa talked over her day. Although neither of them would confirm it, she thought Dominique and Sian were in a relationship. I phoned mum and arranged a visit for Tuesday evening. That evening, we decided to try the 'Alien' as we had nicknamed the black three pronged item Jerry had given us.

Getting started is not a one person evolution. A couple of failed attempts. The best option appeared for me to kneel on the bed. Melissa got behind me and inserted he anal bobbles first. The bulb in he middle was actually quite wide, a stretch to get in but it tapered down as it went inside. I moved to the edge of the bed and stood up. Looking down, I had a seven inch erect cock sticking out from my pussy. Melissa was impressed.

"Hold it there."

She grabbed her phone from the side of the bed and started taking pictures. A bit unsure at first. I began to pose.

"Show me."

An interesting look.

"Can I fuck you now?

Melissa handed me the the lubricant, she had used to get the two bits inside me. I lubed up the shaft. Melissa placed a couple of pillows in the middle of the bed, sat and leaned back. Her hips raised, knees bent, the cute wrinkled hole was at my mercy. Easing forward, I placed the tip against her anus. A gentle push and the knob slipped inside. Her expression looked blissful. I started to gently thrust my hips. Melissa was erect and dripping fluid on to her belly, some running towards her navel.

"Harder. Fuck me harder"

I'd forgotten about the function at the base. I reached down and pushed the button. Everything was vibrating. The beads in my arse, the bulb in my pussy and I presumed the shaft inside Melissa. I increased the effort with my thrusting. I took Melissa's shaft in my right hand, sliding up to the tip. Forming a ring between my thumb and index finger, I slid it back and forth over the exposed glans. The impact was immediate.

"AHHHHH!... Grgg"

A massive volume of cum, a significant amount of it landing in her mouth. Running her tongue round her mouth, she swallowed. The sight of that, and the vibrations inside my pussy and arse was more than I could take.

"Ooooow."

I stroked my hand up her stomach and chest, massaging the remaining cum into her breasts and nipples. This was amazing.

"Thanks mum." She said, between gasped breaths.

"I'm not your mum."

"You know what I meant."

It took both of us a while to come down from the peak. I withdrew the black cock from Melissa. It bounced slightly in front of me. Removing it from myself was easier that inserting it. We needed a shower after that. We actually took one together, for the first time. As we lay in bed, something from my conversation with Jerry sprang to mind.

"I think your mum enjoyed watching you cum in your mouth. There was something about the tone of her voice."

"You might be right. She left the second she saw me with the guy. She stared when she caught me on my own. It's not something a lot of people do, or would even be happy doing."

We woke late. A nice quiet Sunday morning. Coffee and pastries for breakfast, an hour listening to some music. Then, time to get dressed. The two of us opted for dresses, smart but comfortable. I wanted to make a good impression with her dad. Melissa drove us for about twenty minutes. This was a really posh suburb. Large houses, all set well back from the road, an avenue, lined with trees. I thought Melissa's place was large. This was nearly twice the size.

"Are your parents rich?"

"I suppose you could call them comfortably well off."

The car was parked in the drive and we went inside, the front door was unlocked. Melissa led me into the room on the right of the entrance hall. A huge lounge diner which ran from the front to the rear of the house.

"Hi dad. This is Gabriella."

"Pleased to meet you. Call me Bob. Can I get you anything? I presume Melissa is driving. Chicken for lunch, a glass of white?"

"Please."

"Melissa?"

"Lemonade if there is any."

"Jerry, they're here."

A door on the left at the back of the room, must lead to the kitchen. Jerry poked her head in and said hello. Bob handed round the drinks. I sat next to Melissa on the sofa, Bob in an armchair, Jerry perched on the arm.

"Nice house."

"It is. A bit too big for us now. When the three of us were here, it gave us enough space to do our own things. Now with just the two of is, we don't need it all." Bob said.

Jerry returned to the kitchen to finish off lunch. I think Melissa was going to help but decided to stay, rather than leaving me with her dad. We moved to the dining area at the back of the room. It looked out on a huge garden, through sliding glass doors. Bob and Jerry brought out the plates with the chicken already carved. Dishes of roast potatoes, vegetables and a gravy boat finished off the arrangements. We helped ourselves. I was sat opposite Bob, Melissa opposite her mum. From what I could tell, Bob was some sort of lawyer, dealing with company contracts. I didn't fully understand it but it appeared to pay well. After lunch, Bob made some coffee and we returned to the comfortable seats. Jerry taking an armchair this time.

All in all it had been a successful and stress free afternoon, until we went to leave. I said goodbye to Bob, who gave me a wave. Jerry followed us to the hallway to see us off.

"Thanks for the presents mum."

Melissa held up her phone.

"Give me that."

I was too late. Jerry had a good view of me naked, with a black cock sticking out in front of me.

"How sweet. A good piece of judgement on my part." Jerry said.

My face must have been as red as a beetroot. Jerry kissed my cheek and whispered,

"It will stay as our secret."

In the car, I reverted to type and totally lost my temper. The first time I'd done this with Melissa. She pulled the car over.

"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

She took out her phone and started to delete the pictures.

"Stop!"

She had tears in her eyes. She had realised that she had gone too far, for me. At least for now. I think she was worried, because of my outburst, that this had ruined things. I ran my thumb under her eye and brushed away the tears. I said,

"Leave the car here. Let's take a walk."

We got out and she locked the doors. I put my arm around her shoulder. We walked for a few minutes without saying anything.

"I overreacted. Keep the pictures but I'd prefer it if you asked me, before showing them to anyone. I stopped walking. She turned towards me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her lips. Sorry. Can we go home now?"

The drive back was relatively short and quiet. Melissa poured us both a large glass of wine, when we got in. We sat on the sofa, she lay her legs across mine. Neither of us said anything for a while. I kicked things off.

"I did warn you about my temper. I guess that was the first time you have seen it in action. I've never had the sort of relationship with my parents, where I thought I could share stuff like that. You clearly do, certainly with your mum. Now your mum has seen me naked and knows for definite, that I take it in the arse. That's a lot to come to terms with, in the space of a few seconds. Can we put this behind us? Just don't show those pictures to my dad on Tuesday. Before you say it, that goes for my mum too."

"That's no fun."

"I'm not sure what to expect as it is, especially after what happened when I took you to meet mum."

Back at work on Monday morning, my phone buzzed, a text from Melissa.

Cafe 12.15

OK I replied

This meant the cafe a couple of minutes walk from my office. It gave me time to walk there and back, have a quick bite to eat and a coffee, during my lunch break. We had done this regularly before I moved in. We hadn't done it for a while. I considered the reason. More fallout from yesterday? When I arrived, it wasn't Melissa but Jerry who was waiting for me. She was sat at a table, as far away from the other customers as she could manage.

"Melissa won't be here. I got her to send the message."

I sat opposite her. A waitress walked over and I ordered coffee and a sandwich. Jerry just a coffee.

"Melissa phoned me at about 6 this morning, while you were still asleep. She told me what had happened on the way home. I'm really sorry. All this is, because I stuck my nose into your relationship. What I did was for Melissa. I didn't consider what that would mean for you."

"It's alright. I flew off the handle in the car. That's was my short temper. We talked it through at home. She was really upset but I think we are almost back on track. I hope so. We are supposed to be meeting my parents tomorrow."

"She shouldn't have done that with her phone. We take pictures but they are private. Just for us to enjoy. You must have thought that too. All the same, you looked great."

"Yes. I thought she just took the pictures, so that I could see what it looked like. I suppose your curiosity about my bum had now been satisfied."

"Who doesn't like a bit of anal."

"I'm sure there are lots of people."

"Well, it seems to run in our family and since you're now part of it, I would have been surprised, if Melissa hadn't shown an interest in your cute bum."

At that moment the waitress appeared and put down the coffees and my sandwich.

"It's OK, all she heard was your cute bum." Jerry said.

We both started to laugh.

"She probably thinks we're a couple. Maybe I'll kiss you and grab your bottom, like Dominique did."

"Probably not the best thing to do, to someone who may become your mother in law."

As I ate and drank. I thought about this last statement. Jerry was looking long term, at me marrying Melissa. A strange mental image was conjured up. Both of us in wedding dresses but the most beautiful one, was the one with the cock.

"A penny for your thoughts?" She said.

I must have zoned out. I explained about the wedding dresses.

"I'm serious. I think of you as family. You weren't what I was thinking of, as Melissa's husband or wife. You've been good for her. Bob liked you too. He doesn't say as much but I can tell."

Just as we were getting ready to leave, she took her phone out. She scrolled across a few screens and turned it to me. A picture of her, naked, hands on her hips and an 'Alien' sticking out from her shaved pussy.

"Now you know why I picked that. You also know something about Bob, that Melissa doesn't. Our secret?"

"Fine. Nice tits."

Just as the waitress appeared to clear away my plate and our cups. I snorted down my nose and Jerry grinned.

"She's going to think we're sex mad. I come here for lunch quite a lot. I might have to find somewhere else."

"Nonsense. You probably made her day."

She kissed me on the cheek and we went our separate ways. I went back to work. I didn't know but guessed that Jerry didn't need to work. That evening things were a lot more relaxed. The upset of yesterday put to bed. I still had the meeting with mum and dad and little else was on my mind.

We rushed home after work on Tuesday. Both of us had eaten at lunchtime, to give us time to get home, shower, dress and makeup. I was still apprehensive when we were stood at the front door. Mum opened it.

"Hello Sheila. Good to see you again."

"Come in, Michael is in the lounge."

"Michael. This is Gabriella's girlfriend Melissa."

"Pleased to meet you. You two must be serious, she doesn't bring anyone back to meet us. Apart from Montell, you're the first."

"Come on dad, we just got here."

Actually, the rest of the evening, went OK. No sexual comments or innuendos. Mum must have had a good word with dad, before we arrived. I actually enjoyed this normal family interaction. Jerry was so open with me. I was getting used to it but I needed time to adapt to that sort of interaction. Mum had shown similar but less extreme inclinations, when I took Melissa home for the first time. Today was different and a lot less stressful for me.

Arriving home, Melissa also seemed happy with how things had gone.

"I don't know why you were worried. Your mum and dad are cool. A bit more traditional than mine but that makes things easier."

Conversations with mum got easier. Dad had been stunned at how pretty Melissa was. The description mum had given, didn't do her justice. She was still curious about the two of us.

"Use your imagination. Biologically, we are just like you and dad. It's just that Melissa has some particular needs."

I left it at that. She had clearly twigged. I wondered if mum and dad's internet time was spent checking out trans porn. My relationship with Jerry was different. She felt more like a big sister. We had the same sort of relationship as I'd had with Montell. Not much was out of bounds. Talking of Montell. I'd not seen her for a while. We kept in touch by phone, text and email. I must admit, I was missing seeing her. I agreed with Melissa to invite them over for dinner on Saturday. They would stay over, so that we could all have a drink.

When they arrived, they had news. They were getting married. I was delighted, with the invitation to be maid of honour. The more we drank after dinner, the more explicit the conversation got. I expected this from Montell. Whether her outgoing attitude was catching or Errol was feeling the effects of the booze, he was joining in.

"Did you enjoy the anal show we gave you?"

"You knew? I thought...."

"We planned it. Looks great doesn't it. I wanted to see, so we took some pictures."

He handed over his phone. I sat with Melissa and we scrolled though. Melissa was in awe.

"Wow. I've had some big guys but nothing like that."

Errol grinned, running a hand across his crotch.

She turned to me.

"Can I?"

"Go on. They've seen us naked."

She handed over her phone. First off, the pictures of me with the 'Alien'. We had gone further. On the understanding that she would only show them, if I agreed. There were some with me using it to fuck her. Cum across her body and face. Me sucking her and her fucking me, in the pussy and arse. Montell was smiling.

"Nice cock Gabriella."

Copying Errol, I rubbed my hand across the material covering my pussy.

Triggered by alcohol, as most of my early encounters with Montell had been, that night, the four of us shared a bed. Not just a bed but each other. The sex was as incredible, as it was surprising. Myself and Montell were always happy together. Melissa had experienced both sides of this situation. I think Errol was a little overawed. I've no idea what he thought, when Melissa bent over him on the bed and started sucking the knob of his huge cock. He didn't seem happy to do the same to her but did reach over and stroked Melissa's cock.

Montell was more than used to being with me. However, she wanted the 'Alien' experience. She helped me, or should that be, helped herself, fit it. She actually spent time tonguing my anus before pushing in the beads. He shaved pussy looked great as ever. Her lips wet with her juices. I pushed the dildo into her and turned on the vibrations. After several minutes of fucking her, she pushed back on my stomach with her hand. She took hold of the shaft, covered in her juices, raised her legs and placed it against her anus. It slipped in easily. No lube, just her juices. I suppose that it is so much smaller than Errol.

While this had been going on. Melissa had got herself onto her back, beside Montell. Legs raised high, she looked at Errol.

"Please."

Errol looked at Montell, who was in no position to respond. I was fucking her arse with the 'Alien' whilst rubbing her clit. Melissa tossed a bottle of lube to Errol. He caught it and rubbed some onto himself and her anus. A few rubs of his finger and her anus gaped. Errol placed the knob of the monster, with the tip just inside her, maybe half of the knob. I was trying to concentrate on Montell but couldn't help sneaking a peek.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck." From Melissa as Errol eased in.

"Do me Errol, do it in my arse."

This was more than Montell could take.

"JEEEEESUSSSSS!"

Even with the buzzing in both my holes, I wasn't quite there. Fingering my clit pushed me to the last stage. I suppose what Melissa was doing, wasn't far beyond where she had gone before. Errol on the the other hand was breaking new ground. Knowing he was going to cum, he began stroking Melissa's knob.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh, aaaaah."

Errol was balls deep in Melissa, shooting his load. Melissa for her part was silent but shot huge spurts of cum across her body, much as Errol usually did. Errol's hand was still on Melissa's knob. He ran it down the shaft and over her balls. She shuddered.

"God that was so cool." Montell said.

"Feels hot from here." Melissa answered.

Montell eased herself away from me, leant over and kissed Melissa's lips. She then moved down and licked at the cum on her chest. Errol began pulling out of Melissa, whose mouth was gaping wide. As his knob popped out, she let out a long sigh.

"My god, that's fucking big but it felt great."

"Errol, if you are thinking about doing that to me, you can forget it." I said.

"You've got to try him in your pussy. It's amazing." Montell said.

Errol went to the bathroom and Melissa followed him. While they were gone, I removed the toy from myself. Montell took it from me.

"I need one of these. I'm going to fuck Errol."

"Does he know?"

"He's up for it. I've tongued and fingered him. Going to let Errol fuck you?"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. He wants to get up close and personal with those pussy lips."

Errol returned and lifted me onto the bed.

"Go slow."

I thought he was going to just fuck me. He went down on me. Montell was right, he spent ages playing with my labia. He got me off twice before he moved, kneeling between my legs.

"Are you OK?"

I nodded. Melissa was the biggest thing I had ever had inside me. I was soaking wet from the orgasms and the thought of this huge black dick going inside me. I was overwhelmed, I panted repeatedly as he eased into me. His fingers on my clit distracting from any discomfort. Feeling the limit of what I could take, I put up my hand on his abdomen. I glanced to my right. Montell was on her knees sucking Melissa. She in turn had her phone in her hand capturing my attempt to accommodate Errol's huge cock. I didn't last long. Stretched wide, my clit being rubbed, Errol pumping maybe just over half his cock into me.

"NAAAAAAAAAH!"

Errol pulled out, wanked his cock and shot his cum up my body. Melissa grunted as Montell swallowed her cum. What a night. Montell and Errol went to the spare room and I lay down under the duvet with Melissa. The top of the cover was soaking with cum and fluids.

"Bloody hell, Errol's cock is huge. Montell gives great head. Hopefully, we can do this again." Melissa said.

She showed me the pictures on her phone. There was one shot, after he had pulled out. My pussy was so wide open. Although we had been under the influence when we had gone to bed. In the cold light of day, all or us agreed that it had been fantastic. Not only did Melissa's hope become fulfilled, these foursomes became a regular occurrence. Even after Montell and Errol married.

To anyone looking on, it would have been difficult for anyone to tell who the couples were. Errol became quite close to Melissa. During our third session, he gave her a blowjob and she came in his mouth. Melissa regularly fucked his arse, which he much preferred to being pegged by myself or Montell. Melissa fucked Montell's arse but her pussy was off limits, as she and Errol wanted to start a family. Eventually, I tried to get Errol into my arse. Like everything we did, it was recorded or photographed. Melissa's picture showed the knob inside me but I yelled

"FUCK! NO! STOP! I CAN'T"

Errol was great. He didn't mind. He was really concerned that he had hurt me. He pulled out and hugged me. I don't think there was any way I would have coped with him fucking me. However, I kept Melissa's photo as a trophy. We carried on, even during the first few month's of Montell's pregnancy.

However, all good things come to an end. The birth of their child cut our sessions off. Although, we carried on sharing our experiences.

Talking of which, Saturday's became Jerry time. She would visit regularly, when Melissa was at work. We had seen pictures of each other naked wearing a strapon. I think she needed somebody outside of her marriage, to share her thoughts with. I had Montell. For some reason, she chose me. I think what we had been doing with Montell and Errol, had made me less uptight about discussing things. It's hard to be private about sex, when four of you are fucking each other, in the same bed.

I actually surprised myself by venturing the first photos. Errol and Montell naked. I told her about the four of us. On the understanding that she kept it to herself. I showed her Errol's knob in my arse.

"You may not want to see the next one."

"Show me."

It was Errol, fully inside Melissa.

"I knew she liked it big. I had no idea how much."

"That picture of me was as far as I could go. I lasted a few seconds. I think Melissa needs a bigger strapon."

"In return, she showed me a video clip. Two huge suction cup dildos, stuck to what looked like their kitchen floor. Jerry and Bob lowered their arses, until they were down to the simulated scrotums. Both of them masturbated to an orgasm."

"Bob has a pretty big cock. Not Errol proportions but bigger than Melissa. Your pussy looks great too."

"I hope that wasn't too much for you. You probably had some idea what we were like. Just not how far we took it."

"I couldn't imagine doing that but both of you seemed to love it. Are you expecting me to keep this from Melissa?"

"That's up to you. Secrets are never a good thing in a relationship. Would she want to know what we get up to?"

Several months on, I'm still with Melissa. In all but the legal sense, we are married. We decided, just to carry on living together. I have shared selected details of Jerry and Bob's love life with Melissa. Not everything. Even when Jerry sent me photos, I'd look at them and delete them. Melissa didn't seem overly interested. I think she was more interested in what my mum and dad got up to. However, despite my new more open relationship with mum, we never found out.